Was this more charm from the Targaryen Prince? Taria wasn't averse to hearing compliments about how she looked, even though it obviously had nothing to do with her. Her mother, for all her negative qualities, [i]did[/i] have beauty on her side, and just as Asha had told Viserys, she had mentioned the same to Taria about her father's looks. Dark haired, handsome face, a smile on his face, or was it a smirk? All of that ending after getting caught by the Bolton bastard.

"Aunt Asha told me that my father was very handsome," Taria replied, smiling. She could remember the conversation clearly, as she had been very eager to find out more about him from someone who actually loved her father. [i]Much more love than Mother had shown his memory...[/i] "He smiled and laughed a lot. Well, that's what I heard from others aside from my Aunt. He's doing quite well for himself I'd say. I hadn't expected him to look half as good as he does right now." Though her aunt had told her that he had been cared for by the best healers King Jon could find, she hadn't really been able to erase the sorry image she had created in her mind... until now.

It occurred to Taria that Viserys probably did not know that this had been the first time she had even lain eyes on her father. She wasn't about to tell him either; it was something personal she wished to keep for herself.

"I'm a traveller myself," she continued after Viserys mentioned about her never having visited. She suspected her father came her quite often. "Probably something to do with the Ironborn blood in me, even if I am a Snow. I normally move from place to place. King's Landing has been a bit of a longer stay for me." Aside from obscure places further inland, there weren't many places Taria hadn't cast a glance at. Her heart still yearned to return to the water, to breathe in the salty sea breeze. If only her fear would subside...

Well, there was good that came from staying, even if it meant she was a coward. If she had been at sea, she wouldn't have been able to attend the wedding today. Or rather, partake in the food.

It amused her that she found his invitation to one day see his dragon far more of an enthusiastic prospect than meeting with the newly wedded Prince. Of course, she accepted both offers politely, but the thought of seeing a real dragon up close, not just as a drawing or as a statue, was very exciting.

"He's beautiful," Taria commented, smile changing to a grin as she looked up at the dragon, eyes following its movements in the sky. "He really seems to live up to his name. I would... I would love to see him from close- well, closer, one day!" A part of her realized that she sounded like an awestruck girl rather than a travel weathered woman. Then again, this was a dragon that was being talked about! No matter how biased she was toward the Iron Islands and the Kraken, there was no denying the majesty of a dragon.

It took only a moment for her to come back to reality, however. As she looked away from the sky, her eyes trailed over the lords and the ladies, the members of the great noble houses, the Royal family, and back to the Prince before her. The difference between she and the rest here, including her family, was like the ground and the sky, even if it didn't feel that way to those talking to her. The giddy feeling she had been enjoying left and once more she felt awkward.

[@MrDidact]